The Extremely Ill-Advised Arrow Project: Episode 1.19 – “Unfinished Business”
|January 27, 2014||Posted by Jess under Comics, Television, The Extremely Ill-Advised Arrow Project|
Verdant. A pretty girl is dancing on the floor, staring at her own hands. She’s obviously very high. Cut to her dancing in a crowded street – and being hit by a car.
Back at Verdant, the club’s closed and Ollie and Tommy are crowing over a successful night. “Having this much fun should be a law,” Tommy says. “Oh, if wishing made it so,” Quentin says, storming in. Tommy, bless his heart, immediately asks if Laurel’s okay. Quentin tells them about the dead girl and that he found Vertigo on her: “You got a problem with that in this club?” Both boys are visibly upset as they say that drugs are not permitted in Verdant, and Quentin tells them to enforce that better before leaving.
Ollie asks Tommy if it’s possible the girl could’ve gotten the Vertigo in Verdant. “Doubt it, I tried not to hire too many drug dealers,” Tommy snaps. Ollie says he’ll have Felicity cross-check a list of their employees for drug arrests and Tommy reminds him that that includes both him and Ollie. “I thought the vigilante finished off the Count,” he adds. “I did,” Ollie replies.
Knockoff Arkham. Quentin, in fine asshole mode, scoffs at doctor-patient confidentiality because he is the worst, before the Count’s doctor tells him that the Count has severe brain damage and is incoherent at best. In the Count’s room, Ollie grabs him and demands to know where the new Vertigo is coming from. The Count recognizes him and holds up a childish drawing of Ollie, but then the key turns in the lock and Ollie bolts. Quentin and the doctor walk in to find the Count screaming “You have failed this city!” over and over.
Flashback. Ollie watching Slade and Shado spar. It’s ridic hot. Slade calls her masculine, because he’s a seven-year-old boy pulling pigtails, and Shado tells Ollie to be careful with the bow he’s playing with: “The tension in that bow’s 150 pounds. Snap it, you’ll end up with carbon fiber shrapnel in your eyes.” Ollie petulantly says they should be making a plan to save Yao Fei. “Does he always whine this much?” Shado asks. “This is one of his good days,” Slade replies. LOVE. IT. Shado decides to teach Ollie how to fight.
Present day, Carly’s apartment. Diggle’s moping over an article about another victim of Deadshot when his ADORABLE nephew appears and asks Diggle to read him a bedtime story. Carly sends the Wee Diggle off to bed, and Diggle apologizes for being so distant. She tells him she’s there if he needs to talk, but then, of course, he gets a text from Ollie – it’s an emergency.
Arrowcave. Ollie explains the sitch by pressing a single button which somehow brings up two different news channels playing two different stories about Vertigo on two different monitors. Computers! He tells Diggle that the new version of Vertigo that’s flooding the streets is even more deadly than the last, and with the Count so out of it he has no idea who’s behind it.
Felicity hustles in and pulls up another news story – the Count has just broken out of Knockoff Arkham. “Not so crazy after all, huh?” Diggle asks. Ollie ACTUALLY FLIPS A TABLE oh my god I love this show.
Knockoff Arkham. The Count’s doctor tells Quentin and Detective Exposition (hey, dude, good to see you again) that the Count’s craziness turned out to be all an act and that he overpowered the doctor and forced him to set him free. As the cops leave, Detective Exposition does his job and informs Quentin (and us) that there are no security cameras due to “budget cuts” (oh my GOD what a dystopian nightmare this place is). Oh, and the last person the dead girl texted was Tommy – who has been arrested for possession before.
Quentin, surprisingly, defends Tommy, saying that was five years ago and that he’s changed since Malcolm cut him off. Also, going after Tommy will just spark a fight with Laurel. Sigh. And you were doing so well, Quentin! Trusting Tommy > not going after a likely suspect to avoid a fight with your daughter. Anyway, DE subpoenaed the club’s bank accounts and $10,000 is missing, which even Quentin has to admit is suspicious.
Cut to some seedy building. A guy who might as well be wearing a sandwich board reading “DRUG DEALER” sells a guy in a hoodie (hmmmmm) some Vertigo.
Arrowcave. Diggle returns with his prize. “All right? Person of color has successfully purchased your drugs.” DIGGLE I LOVE YOU. YOU KEEP SPEAKING TRUTH TO POWER, JOHN. “For the record, I offered,” Felicity points out. See, now that would’ve been a funny scene. Anyway, they somehow managed to bug the money Diggle gave the dealer.
Ollie leaves and Felicity asks Diggle what he’s planning on doing with his newly-purchased Vertigo. “Planning on having a party, Felicity?” he asks. WHAT IF YOU TWO PUT YOUR FACES TOGETHER, THOUGH? She tells a story about a pot brownie in college “which would have been fun, except I’m allergic to nuts.” OH FELICITY.
He brings the mood down by asking how she’s doing tracking Deadshot. She says she’s found that an “Alberto Garcia” gets Deadshot all his jobs. Diggle takes the intel and tells her not to tell Ollie, despite her misgivings.
Laurel’s apartment. Quentin stops by and, visibly uncomfortable, asks to talk to Tommy about the dead girl. He tells Tommy about the text, and sure enough, there it is in Tommy’s inbox, a selfie captioned with the words “Can you hook me up?” Tommy says he gets tons of texts like that, asking to get into the club.
Quentin asks if she might have meant something else and where the missing money is. Tommy has no idea – bookkeeping error, maybe? Quentin tells him if he’s buying Vertigo he needs to come clean, now, and Laurel tells Tommy not to say anything. Quentin says he’s just trying to help, and leaves.
A rainy alley. Ollie broods.
Flashback. Shado fills a bowl with water and tells Ollie to hit the surface of the water. Baffled, he does so. She makes him do it over and over until the bowl is empty, then tells him to refill it and start over. I hope that’s seawater, otherwise this is a really dumb waste of what has to be a limited amount of potable water on that island.
Present day. Felicity sends Ollie the dealer’s location.
An alley. A bunch of bums are crowded around a trash can fire when a couple of fancy cars pull up. The dealer gets out and offers Vertigo, but the bums don’t have enough money – but the back window of the car rolls down and the Count’s voice says “It’s all right. Good for business.”
One of the other bums offers enough money for a “brick” (can you tell I’m not hep to the drug lingo?), but as the dealer tosses the shrinkwrapped pack over to the bum, Ollie appears on a nearby roof and shoots it, scattering pills everywhere. The car with the Count in it peels out, and a thug from the other car starts shooting at Ollie. Ollie hits the non-Count car with an arrow and the car EXPLODES, because why not. Ollie at least looks mildly surprised. The Count car barrels down on Ollie, who rolls out of the way – and the Count is gone.
Starling City Aquarium. The bum who bought the Vertigo is tripping bad, telling the fish not to forget to breathe. He advances on a young woman, who skitters away, and a security guard intervenes. The bum grabs the security guard’s gun (what freaking aquarium gives its security guards guns? who is going to steal the fish???) and starts waving it around.
In the Arrowcave, Ollie and Felicity hear about this over the police band and Felicity hacks into the security cameras just in time to see the bum yell incoherently and shoot out the camera. Oh, and eyewitnesses have reported that he’s on Vertigo. Ollie starts playing with his little apothecary set, much to Felicity’s confusion, and explains that he brought back a big supply of MacGuffin Herb from the island that should counteract the drug.
Felicity asks why he doesn’t just kill the bum, and Ollie says this guy’s no different from Thea: “He didn’t fail the city. The city failed him. And so did I.” Felicity tells Ollie it’s not his fault this guy’s on drugs, but Ollie thinks it is, because he failed to kill the Count when he had the chance. SIGH. He tells her to call Diggle and angsts out of the room.
Elsewhere, Diggle gets out of his car, sees the call from Felicity, and hits Ignore. He heads over to speak to a woman who’s clearly waiting for him, and their chitchat reveals that they’re old army buddies. She makes it clear she thinks they’re about to become more than buddies, but no, he just wants to talk about Deadshot. She’s shocked that he knows Lawton’s name and she doesn’t, which is weird, because I thought Ollie got that from Interpol? Whatever.
Anyway, he gives her the zip drive with the Deadshot info in it and she asks why he’s invested in this. He makes up some bullshit about doing the right thing, and also calls her Lyla, which: really? This Lyla? Okay, fine. She pretty much knows he’s bullshitting her, but takes the info and leaves.
Verdant. Quentin pulls up outside while Tommy’s signing for stuff and mentions “Eric Messner.” Tommy pauses before asking “Who?” Apparently he’s the zoning commissioner, and Tommy paid him the $10,000 to skip the inspection of Verdant. Quentin asks what Tommy’s hiding. Tommy says nothing, and that Quentin can check for himself – when he has a warrant. “You sure this is how you want to play this?” Quentin asks. “Apparently,” Tommy replies. Oh honey, that wasn’t as badass as you thought it was. Anyway, Quentin sneers about Laurel having bad taste and leaves.
Aquarium. The bum is still waving the gun around while people cower and scream. Why are there so many people in the aquarium at a million o’ clock at night? The lights go out and the bum fires a few random shots in the air, then fumbles for the rest of his Vertigo and swallows it.
Ollie shoots the gun out of his hand. The bum runs away, and Ollie pursues him, shooting a hole in a nearby pipe and dousing him with water. He falls down and starts gasping for air, but before Ollie can administer his little antidote, he dies.
Flashback. Ollie’s watching Shado balance on her hands. After a few hilariously dumb attempts at conversation, he asks what Fyers wants Yao Fei for. She says that Yao Fei was a general in the People’s Liberation Army and Fyers wants him to be the scapegoat for whatever he’s planning. So…she doesn’t know the plan. Jeez, the writers can’t keep this straight from one episode to the next.
Ollie asks why Yao Fei’s on the island and Shado says the Chinese government used him as a fall guy for a massacre they committed. Shado looked for him for years, then was kidnapped by someone who claimed to know where he was, and woke up on the island. She worries aloud about what the island’s done to her father, and Ollie assures her that he’s still a good man. She nods, then briskly tells him to start hitting the water again.
Present day, Verdant. Laurel walks in and reminds Tommy that they had a dinner date. He apologizes, she tells him she believes he’s not doing drugs, they smooch – and Ollie scampers awkwardly past. Hee.
With impeccable timing, in storms in Quentin with a warrant and a phalanx of uniformed cops. Ollie asks what this is about and Quentin tells him about the bribe. Tommy and Ollie exchange looks.
Quentin asks to see what’s in the basement. Ollie tells him he’s making a mistake, but Quentin insists. Ollie unlocks the door, they go downstairs, and see…
…a messy storage area full of crates of alcohol and some extra chairs. Tommy explains that he’s been using it to store inventory while Ollie goggles. “Well, if Prohibition were still in effect, you might actually have the basis of a criminal complaint,” Laurel snips. Quentin asks why Tommy bribed the inspector if he didn’t have anything to hide. Tommy says the ventilation system is out of date: “I mean, we shouldn’t even be open.” Quentin agrees, but leaves without, like, shutting down the club or anything, because he only cares about some laws some of the time.
Laurel apologizes for Quentin’s behavior and leaves. Tommy turns on Ollie: “Is there something you wanna say to me?” Ollie thanks him, and Tommy says he means “the thing that you were thinking when Lance accused me of dealing out of the club.” Ollie asks why Tommy didn’t just tell him about the bribe and Tommy says there’s a lot he doesn’t tell Ollie about the club, which, uh, I don’t know that that’s the most confidence-inspiring statement, T-Bone. Anyway, he asks why Ollie would think he’s a drug dealer and Ollie says Tommy led a pretty wild life before the island.
“So did you, Oliver!” Tommy snaps. “But I changed, just like you did. Now you put arrows in people who do illegal things. Last time I checked, bribing a city inspector was not legal.” Ollie’s shocked that Tommy would think Ollie would hurt him, and Tommy says he doesn’t know what Ollie will do: “I have no idea how you find it so easy to kill people. The next time you decide to think the worst of me, imagine what I now think of you.”
He walks off. Ollie makes the saddest face I’ve ever seen him make, then turns all that hurt on anger on Diggle when he walks in, demanding to know why Diggle didn’t turn up for the hostage situation at the aquarium. Diggle says he was busy investigating Lawton, and Ollie gets even crankier: “Vertigo is tearing this city apart, Diggle, so yeah, maybe now’s not the best time to indulge a personal vendetta.” Diggle points out that Ollie’s obsession with Count is plenty personal, and that knowing Lawton is out there is keeping Diggle from being able to move on with his life. Grumpy faces all around.
Arrowcave. Felicity’s baffled by the change in decor but Ollie tells her to plug her tablet in and get to work as he moves chairs around. She pulls up the autopsy report on the bum, and discovers that the official cause of death was actually an allergic reaction to an anti-psychotic drug. Ollie, playing a hunch, has Felicity check the autopsy report of the girl from the club who died, and sure enough, she had the same drug in her system. They deduce that it’s a new ingredient in this form of Vertigo, but where would he get that much?
“A mental institution,” Ollie says, then does the little chicken head-bobbing thing he does when he realizes something. “What if we’re looking at this all wrong?…Everybody is looking for him outside the asylum, but what if he never left? What if he faked his escape?”
Knockoff Arkham. Ollie breaks in and starts poking around the…dispensary? I don’t know, there’s a whole creepy chem lab. He hears a voice and nocks an arrow. “I should have killed you when I had the chance,” he tells the Count, but then he gets a good look at him. He’s strapped down and completely zonked out – clearly not the dangerous criminal Ollie was after.
Then an orderly hits Ollie in the back of the head with a metal pipe. Hee!
In walks the Count’s doctor, who pulls back Ollie’s hood. “Oliver Queen. All those years on that island. Guess you really did go crazy.”
Post-commercial, Ollie comes to strapped to a gurney. As the doctor comes in, he’s all “IT WAS YOU ALL ALONG,” which, yes, Ollie, we know. The doctor evilly monologues about how he synthesized the new Vertigo using the results of a biopsy of the Count’s kidneys as he mixes up a little poison-Vertigo cocktail in a beaker. “I wasn’t trying to be a criminal mastermind,” he says. “I just needed the money.”
He tells the orderly to open Ollie’s mouth and pours the Vertigo cocktail in as Ollie gropes for what looks like an electronic car key hidden in his glove. As the camera goes all swimmy, Ollie presses a button on the car key thing. One of his arrows starts beeping, and the orderly goes to investigate. The arrow blows up, knocking the orderly down. Well, I could’ve told you that, orderly.
Ollie wriggles out of his bindings and stumbles towards his arrows. The orderly, looking none the worse for having been exploded, is about to KO him again when Diggle sails into the fray. As he fights the orderly, Ollie stabs himself with a HYPODERMIC ARROW, because sometimes this show writes love letters JUST FOR ME.
It’s a fast-acting hypodermic arrow, too, because he yells “RARGH,” pukes up the Vertigo, and lurches to his feet immediately. Meanwhile, Diggle wins his battle by grabbing defibrillator paddles and applying them to the orderly’s head. “Clear,” he says as he stands up, because Diggle is a BAD. ASS.
Ollie corners the fleeing doctor in a tunnel. “You don’t look so good,” the doctor says, approaching him. “I doubt you could aim a single arrow.” So Ollie nocks three, because that would be easier, of course. Also, doctor dude, the closer you get the better Ollie’s aim will be. Anyway, Ollie fires and though two of the arrows miss, the third gets the doctor’s heart. You know, there’s a lot of dubious archery on this show, but I think this shot takes the cake.
Ollie staggers back into the room with the Count. “Looks like I’m the last one standing,” the Count crazies. Diggle watches silently as Ollie nocks another arrow. “Is there a name on the gravestone?” the Count asks, leaning towards the bow. Ollie makes some faces that I guess are supposed to imply emotional turmoil but mostly just look like he needs to sneeze, then lowers the bow. “We’re finished here,” he tells Diggle.
Verdant. Tommy crankily asks if “the Hood got his man” and Ollie awkwards that they won’t have to worry about Vertigo again. He tries to apologize, but instead Tommy resigns.
Flashback. Night’s fallen and Ollie’s still hitting water. Shado sharpens a knife and tells a rambling anecdote about a boy who learned to break tables by hitting water, then hands Ollie the bow. He draws it fully. Uh, I’m thinking his arm is going to be less “twice as strong” and more “like jelly” after a full day of slapping water. “What’s next?” he asks. “We teach you to shoot,” she says.
Present day. Laurel joins Quentin in a bar and finds him drinking – but only soda. Oh, and the girl who died got her Vertigo from a coworker. He asks if he screwed up their relationship again, and she says no.
Arrowcave. Ollie thanks Diggle for the save, and asks if he’s okay with the fact that he killed. “I’ve killed before, Oliver,” Diggle says. “It’s just been a while.” He asks why Ollie didn’t kill the Count, and Ollie says people change. “People like the Count?” Diggle asks. “I meant me,” Ollie replies. He says he didn’t see a point in killing the Count – but that doesn’t hold true for Deadshot. “I thought he wasn’t a priority,” Diggle says. “He’s a priority to you,” Ollie replies. Aw, the gift of murder!
Malcolm’s office. Tommy asks for a job. Malcolm hugs him. I know how this ends, and I’m sad about it.